My name is Alex. Alex Kurt. I live at 4457 Kurt Lane, in Seattle. My mother's name is Lili Kurt. My dad, Jerry Kurt, died when I was seven. You may be wondering why I'm telling you this after all this time. It's because, well, it's time for me to fly. To lift my wings, and feel the air through my hair and body. No more anything. Today is a The End of Alex Kurt. No more Derrick. No more Simplicity. No more Seattle. Nothing. This is the End. Alexander Kurt, signing off. ~XXX
A/N~ hey guys, your probably extremely angry at me for that ending. Ha well, food for thought, am I right? Well anyways, I can't wait to see what you all think happened to Lili. It might not be what it seems~ but yeah, this is the end of the story. There may or may not be a sequel, too. Guess you'll have to wait!
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Short Story"Hello, My name is, well, that's not important. What is important is my story" TRIGGER WARNING~ THIS STORY MIGHT BE A LITTLE EXTREME FOR SOME PEOPLE. This is a short story project we are working on in my school. I hope you like it!